It's empty, but I'll fetch some.

Maybe I ain't gonna like it either.

Well, my company would like to pump it out.

Some fella really found nosing around.

Well, he must have mentioned some figure.

I know it don't sound like much, but Mr. Brewster seemed to set great store by the fact he's gonna pay me in some new kind of dollar.

Folks like me, huh?

I don't know what it's gonna be like out there in Beverly Hills.

You go on inside and cook up some vittles.

Yeah, I'd like that too, but I just can't afford to have it done.

Why, it's gonna be just like here, except we'll have things a lot nicer.

This here Beverly Hills sounds like the kind of place you'd like.

You're shaking like a sumac leaf.

Sounds like you're inside the wall.

But maybe you wouldn't like California anyhow.

He asked me if he could do some wildcatting down by the slough.

Well, he said that depends some on how much oil they could pump up.

Stop it!

Mr. Clampett, I'd like you to meet Mr. Lattin.

I do like the notion of living in the hills.